He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Kissing Quotes, Love Quotes

O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the...

O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the...

The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the...

The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the...

Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.

Age, I do abhor thee, youth, I do adore thee.

Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.

Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.

For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.

For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.

The attempt and not the deed confounds us.

The attempt and not the deed confounds us.

My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to...

My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to...

In a false quarrel there is no true valour.

In a false quarrel there is no true valour.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me...

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me...

For my part, it was Greek to me.

For my part, it was Greek to me.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts and is desired.

The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts and is desired.

The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief

The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their...

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their...

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of...

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of...

O, let my books be then the eloquence and dumb presages of my speaking breast.

O, let my books be then the eloquence and dumb presages of my speaking breast.

Soft pity enters an iron gate.

Soft pity enters an iron gate.

The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.

The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.

Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who...

Truly, I would not hang a dog by my will, much more a man who...